I love reading other people’s versions of these posts where when they reach a birthday milestone, they reminisce over what they have learnt: ranging from the profound to the bizarre to the banal. As I recently reached the grand old age of a quarter century I decided to note down all the little lessons I’ve… Continue reading 25 Things I learnt in 25 years

When I was 19 I took a ‘Women in American History’ course at university. At our first lecture, our professor opened by asking the room: ‘Raise your hand if you would call yourself a feminist?’ Out of a room of about 40 people, majority young women aged 18-25, I would guess maybe 50% raised their… Continue reading When I was 19: How I realised I was a Feminist

I’ve tried yoga a few times before: the combination of a fairly anxious mind and a want to tone my currently non-existent muscles means it had been recommended as a solution frequently. The breathing stuff had unfortunately never made much sense. I’m naturally restless with a very short attention span and the idea of sitting… Continue reading All That Breathing Crap: 30 Days of Yoga

And how to hopefully make it suck a little less. Let’s face it, moving is a massive fucking stress. Trying to put absolutely everything you own into boxes and transport it all to a new place, making sure nothing is lost or broken, is a mammoth task. For the first 18 years of my life… Continue reading The Many Stages of Moving House

Following on from Part One of my Interrailing Advice, here are a few more obvious but hopefully useful tips. Souvenirs As I learnt, your flatmate probably won’t be that grateful to get those sweets you bought in your 3rd out of 8 cities and then carried in your sweaty, gross rucksack until you got home.… Continue reading Basic Interrailing Advice from an Idiot: Part Two

A few years ago now, I set off on an Interrail with my two best friends from school. On one of our long journeys towards the end of the trip, we created a list of things that we had learnt along the way. As we were three travel novices, much of it is fairly obvious.… Continue reading Basic Interrailing Advice from an Idiot: Part One

These days I feel like all I talk about to friends is travel plans. When I’m talking about my future career I usually end any discussion with, ‘I kinda just wanna say fuck it and go travelling.’ Often late at night in a pub we’ll get into lengthy conversations planning fantasy trips and holidays to… Continue reading Travelling alone: Amazing, Terrifying or Both?